Dawn Turner
"You're an angel?"
"Yes, I was sent here to protect you." His voice was enchanting. It sent chills all over my body. Sparks were flying in my brain trying to make sense of what I was seeing.
I remained still. My eyes were silently begging for explanation from the angel in front of me. “I…uh...” I tried to speak but I couldn't will my lips to move. It was as if I was drowning under water, unable to call for help, unable to breath.
"Are you okay?" He gently placed his arm on my shoulder and looked at me with concern.
The angel's hands tightened around my shoulder when I didn’t reply and he closed his eyes again. I couldn’t tell what he was doing to me but it was working because I suddenly wasn't scared anymore. I felt all the stress and fear that was consuming me swim slowly through my body and then disap
Dawn Turner I have always known I was born a cursed child.When I was 5 years old, I made a friend.Well we could barely speak and all we really did was play with our toys and cry until both our moms gave us chocolate and told us everything would be okay. We were still really close though and our parents were friends too.The point is, he was my first ever friend and the only kid I seemed to get along with but then 3 years later, he passed away in a car accident.Of course I was too young to know the truth back then so my parents just told me that he moved away with his family to a whole other country. I was so sad when I heard he moved away but even more devastated when I found out that he actually died 2 years later. My best friend wasn't on vacation, he was never coming back to me.I struggled with making new friends after that incident but I
Dawn Turner "You want what?" The cashier stood in front of me with a bored face. "I want 10 crucifixes, 5 bottles of holy water, and a bible; thanks." I gave her a tight smile and fought the urge to run back home and yell into my pillow. "Cal! Come here man. We got a lady wanting to perform an exorcism." She turned around and continued calling out toCal. "What? No. No exorcisms here!" I shook my head at her frantically. "Look, is it so wrong that a girl at my age wants to live aholylife blessed by hersavior?" I shot her a glare. Is anyone even listening to me right now? She returned my glare, huffing in annoyance. "Look lady, this is an appliance store. Do you really think we have crucifixes and bibles and holy water lying around for no reason?" Her
Dawn Turner My life flashed before my eyes. I felt like I had died and was brought back to life in a single second. And it was not the pleasant kind of 'brought back to life'. I quite literally felt lik
Alexander Crescillo "Say it!" I growled in my victims face. My sight was turning red. Along with my eyes, I'm assuming. "How is this related to my death in any way?" The guy yelled out in desperation and squirmed between my hands. I had a deadly grip on his throat, stopping him from leaving.
Dawn TurnerPoke."Just five more minutes, mom." I muttered, shoving my head under my pillow. If there is one thing I hate the most in this world, It’s people waking me up.
Dawn Turner"Poke! Poke! Poke!" I laughed with a snort while poking Alexander.He narrowed his eyes at me without reacting to my constant poking. "I don't recall allowing you to touch me.""I never allowed you to try and kill me multiple times either but here we are." I glared at him."You can't just smack a fallen angel across the face with a pan and expect to be on good terms with him. This is like stabbing the devil in the ass multiple times and expecting him not to drag you to the deepest level of hell and torturing you. It makes no sense."I pointed my finger in his face accusingly." You called me a hoe." A frown was stapled on my face when I recalled the incident.He shot me a fake smile. "Then you should've insulted me back and called it a day.""Whatever..." My frown deepened when
Dawn Turner"Thank you for coming, Sir! I hope I was able to help you today and you're always welcomed to come back again." I lead the old man to the exit of Funzel Art Gallery with a bright smile stamped on my face.Exactly a week ago, someone from Funzel called me.See for some reason I thought they were impressed with my interview despite the fact that it went so incredibly horribly wrong. Turns out they were very short on employees and I was apparently their 'last resort'.Basically they were so desperate to hire someone and I was the only person available, much to their dismay.You know what? I'll take it. At the end of the day I'm still getting paid and that's all that matters.It has also been a whole week since I last saw Alexander.I woke up Monday morning with no memory of what h
Dawn TurnerWe all go through all sorts of bad things when growing up. We question whether anything we had ever done was even worth it. We think 'My life is literally over' when in reality, it has barely begun.In these moments, no matter where we look, all we can see is a black tunnel leading to absolute darkness. And behind that darkness? Nothing. No hope for the future, no chance at finding true love, and no happy endings.My tunnel was also dark. It didn't lead to nothing, however. It lead to death. And at this point? I'm not sure which is worse.Oh and I literally meant death by the way because right behind me stood the one and only fallen angel that seemed to have a habit of showing up at the worst possible time ever."It's me. Hi there." He gave Skylar a warm smile and I was shocked at how good he was at faking it. If I didn't know that he was an
Dawn Turner“You fucking monster. What did you do to him?” I yelled at Alexander as I pushed him away from Zach’s unconscious body.A wave of fury crashed through me when I saw Zach in that condition and I instantly forgot all about being so close to dying just a few seconds ago.Zach was lying on the floor, slightly grimacing in pain. He seemed to be struggling for air as his eyes were tightly shut and his breathing was heavy. It was very cold in the tunnel but his skin looked like it was burning and I could feel the heat leaving his body.I’ve never been stabbed before so I can’t tell exactly how painful it is but after seeing the way Zach was struggling, I don’t think I ever want to know.His face was drenched in sweat, going all the way down to his neck. He opened his eyes slowly and tried to get up but I quickly p
Dawn TurnerI don’t feel bad for Alexander.Not in the slightest.I don't care if that makes me rude or a bad person or whatever. I acknowledge that I was wrong about that one particular accident at the gallery yesterday but that doesn't make Alexander any less of a monster.I know he thinks what I was the one that started the whole fight between us when I hit him first at the convenience store but what else would you have done if a 6 foot tall fallen angel appeared right in front of you and killed 3 men, granted they were criminals, with the flick of his fingers?I was certainly not going to kiss his hands and thank him.For God's sake, I was terrified.Not to mention, what happened that day at the convenience store was not an excuse for him to be following me around for all this time, basically terrorizin
Dawn TurnerDay by day, I found myself getting even more attached to Zach.He might be very dramatic and immature but I learned to love that about him. I think I'd rather have him as my guardian angel than someone else who's probably way more boring.I'll never tell him that though, he'd never let me hear the end of it.Zach and I have been hanging out pretty much every day. He comes over to my house, we watch a new Disney movie, and then he opens up random conversations and gives me the confidence to face a certain someone.If I'm being honest, I feel like there's absolutely no way for us to defeat Alexander. I'm not sure the two of us would be enough to handle him at all. I think Zach is aware of that too but still he comes over every day and gives me hope that we can defeat him one day and I appreciate it a lot.Don't get me wrong, I'm still te
Dawn Turner Sleep. Sleep is underrated. Everyone always talks about how fun staying up late is and how night time is the best time to have fun. I understand this but hear me out; have you ever been so sleep deprived for days, almost on the verge of breaking down with how exhausted you were both mentally and physically, and then had one long and good night of sleep? It’s like watching a sad movie for 2 hours while building up sadness and anxiety in you and then witnessing a happy ending that takes all the sadness away. It’s freeing. After the whole slaying my demon fiasco last night, I slept like a bear on hibernation. I doubt I would’ve woken up at all today if it weren’t for my annoying guardian angel who I actually can’t be mad at since his job is to protect me.
Dawn TurnerI have never regretted being born as much as I do right now.If I had the choice to either relive my life or die completely, I would gladly jump in front of a train.I'm ready to go.Any type of death seemed good to me in my head except the gruesome type of death I was about to experience in just a few seconds.I was crouched under the table and I was regretting my life choices, regretting the day I went to the convenience store, and regretting the day I first met Alexander.This is not the way I expected my life to end.Everything was quiet around me but so loud at the same time. The silence has never felt so deafening before."Come out come out wherever you are, Rapunzel." His malicious voice echoed throughout the dark and empty hallway of my house. Somet
Dawn TurnerWe all go through all sorts of bad things when growing up. We question whether anything we had ever done was even worth it. We think 'My life is literally over' when in reality, it has barely begun.In these moments, no matter where we look, all we can see is a black tunnel leading to absolute darkness. And behind that darkness? Nothing. No hope for the future, no chance at finding true love, and no happy endings.My tunnel was also dark. It didn't lead to nothing, however. It lead to death. And at this point? I'm not sure which is worse.Oh and I literally meant death by the way because right behind me stood the one and only fallen angel that seemed to have a habit of showing up at the worst possible time ever."It's me. Hi there." He gave Skylar a warm smile and I was shocked at how good he was at faking it. If I didn't know that he was an
Dawn Turner"Thank you for coming, Sir! I hope I was able to help you today and you're always welcomed to come back again." I lead the old man to the exit of Funzel Art Gallery with a bright smile stamped on my face.Exactly a week ago, someone from Funzel called me.See for some reason I thought they were impressed with my interview despite the fact that it went so incredibly horribly wrong. Turns out they were very short on employees and I was apparently their 'last resort'.Basically they were so desperate to hire someone and I was the only person available, much to their dismay.You know what? I'll take it. At the end of the day I'm still getting paid and that's all that matters.It has also been a whole week since I last saw Alexander.I woke up Monday morning with no memory of what h
Dawn Turner"Poke! Poke! Poke!" I laughed with a snort while poking Alexander.He narrowed his eyes at me without reacting to my constant poking. "I don't recall allowing you to touch me.""I never allowed you to try and kill me multiple times either but here we are." I glared at him."You can't just smack a fallen angel across the face with a pan and expect to be on good terms with him. This is like stabbing the devil in the ass multiple times and expecting him not to drag you to the deepest level of hell and torturing you. It makes no sense."I pointed my finger in his face accusingly." You called me a hoe." A frown was stapled on my face when I recalled the incident.He shot me a fake smile. "Then you should've insulted me back and called it a day.""Whatever..." My frown deepened when
Dawn TurnerPoke."Just five more minutes, mom." I muttered, shoving my head under my pillow. If there is one thing I hate the most in this world, It’s people waking me up.